Time

Time,
feels like an old friend of mine.

we've been through so much,
and at times it's been tough,

but the hands still turn
with every second i learn

that the clock will still tock
if i like it or not

the hours still pass
sometimes not that fast.

when i look at your face
i wish i could erase

the hours of pain
that drove me insane

but now i know
to just take life slow

'cos one day
i''ll pay

to turn the clock back
to a time in my life when things weren't so flat

one thing remains
it's always the same

there's always a clock
to tell me the time
to remind me to cherish
every second that's mine.